When he asked her to date him three days after their first meeting, we can imagine what was going through her head at that moment. It took the groom another three years to convince her she was the one for him before she gave him a positive response.

Six years later, Damola and Damilola officially became Mr and Mrs Aromiwura.

In an exclusive chat with Pulse Weddings, the groom said he always knew she was the one and although the bride was expecting a proposal from her man, it came when she least expected it. In fact, Damilola revealed she delivered the parcel which contained her engagement ring to Damola without having a clue.

One lovely morning in 2006, school was not in session and I was home on vacation. I was forced out of bed (as always) and decided to go about my daily chores. I was done with all but one chore, which was to take out the trash. I was dressed in my nightie, tied a wrapper, hair net was not on fleek, glasses and a big dustbin in my hand.

While emptying the bin my neighbor walked up to me with a friend to say hi, I responded and everyone went their different ways.

About three days after my neighbor invited me out, follow-follow like me said okay, unknown to me where we were going, we ended up at Damola's place and my neighbor excused himself briefly, he said it was an emergency of some sort (I didn’t believe sha). I was alone with Damola and we started talking and got to learn that we went to the same school, out of nowhere the young man asked me out.

Huh? Who the hell are you to just ask me out just like that (lool, that’s how it played in my head)? Where on earth did you gather such confidence abi liver from? I proudly said no though Ii was tripping deep down. The day passed and so did many more days of my endless forming, I stalked him a bit sha (covers face).

About 3 years later my bestie (stalking partner) and a mutual friend of ours came around to visit and said I should show her Damola's place that she would like to visit. I tried to explain how she would get there but she refused to understand directions until I said okay I will take you there. We got there and she too said she had to rush off and that I shouldn’t escort her out… (haaa see setup lool!). She left, then Damola and I got talking and the he asked me out again and this time I said YES... no forming.

Four years plus into the relationship, we started having those talks and we both knew we were ready... Me being my regular mischievous self, I made up my mind to catch him and his proposal plans... Every outing with friends was suspected, but I ensure I was looking prim and proper all round so that I won't be caught off guard too. I gave up after sometime and said I'd continue later. One evening he told me his colleagues were having a send forth on his behalf in some days and obviously I wasn't going miss an event where my man was being celebrated.

The send forth day finally came and it wasn't one of my great days at work... I gathered myself and graced the event at rhapsody. We ordered, ate, drank and started jisting... I was getting bored so I picked my tab and started playing candy crush lool, I could hear what they were discussing faintly and he was telling the story of how we met... I giggled and continued my game. You know that feeling you get when someone is staring , I had that and I looked up and noticed that the disco light was on me, everyone was looking towards us and he was on one knee with a very shiny object. In a split second, before my reaction these things came to mind, but my hair is not retouched... Chai see my nail... lool. I started to cry and forgot to even say yes... Ladies from everywhere started shouting say yes! Say yes! Then I realized I hadn't responded but my hand was out ready to receive the ring... I eventually said YES. PS: I delivered the parcel that contained my engagement ring and had no freaking clue.

"I laugh every time I think about it. The year was 2006, a fine chilled morning and I had just finished working out with a friend at his place and saying our goodbyes. Took a look across the street and behold, I see this petite looking lady taking out the trash (in her night wear) and all I could see was the beauty she was radiating. I guess I was attracted to the fact that she was domestic and I was seeing the real person as against one with makeup and all.

It took me up to three days to make first contact. I was very upfront about what I wanted; she smiled and simply responded "I'd think about it". It took three years of "toasting" before I got a YES to us dating. Guess what though; we dated for six great and wonderful years filled with ups and downs, laughter and above all, friendship and deep affection for each other.

I love the way she tells the proposal story better hence I’d leave that to her. I was only concerned to making it memorable.

Some people ask "at what point do you know she's the one?” to be honest, you just know. It's a decision based on conviction and not feelings, mutual respect and a burning desire to bring the best out of each other the rest of our lives.